sultan's crescent

Chapter 128 Everything is ready
A wedding is serious business, especially that of a monarch.

This is not only the servants who are preparers, but both parties also need to focus on preparation.

Therefore, in the early morning, when there were still stars in the sky, Anna got up to do makeup.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, this looks so good."

Ludovica took a long dress and said to Anna, who was being dressed by the wife of General Mahand from France.

No way, the French are quite talented in this regard.

As for the level of the Ottoman Empire in this area, in fact, from the perspective of Emperor Se the Great, it is not bad. After all, the maids of the Topkapi Palace are quite good.

But, for personal reasons, Se the Great has always had a relatively unwelcome attitude towards the Ottoman Empire harem costumes, because he really can't appreciate them.

If Mrs. Mishudelpa, who is his mother, hadn't insisted on this tone, he would have changed it long ago.

The current makeup is actually not for subsequent weddings and banquets, it is a benefit given to him by Emperor Sai the Great.

For various reasons, it was alright for Emperor Sai to touch men's dresses, but women's dresses must be long gowns, and this cannot be changed.

As for the robes, Emperor Sai didn’t care, it’s better to find Stanley’s urea bag, which is about the same anyway.

So, the so-called traditional dresses are only used in front of people, and when you are really alone, wouldn’t it be a bad idea to wear such things.

Emperor Sai is considered an innocent boy, after traveling through so many years, even the maids in the palace don't bother to touch him.

Just this time, what's the matter with letting go, what's the matter with preparing more clothes, not to mention obscene, they are all decent clothes, no special hobbies, Sudan is a decent person.

After coming over for a while, Anna looked at her makeup in the mirror and couldn't help laughing.

At this time, Ludovica was looking at Anna resentfully, after all, she had been waiting for a long time.

"Okay, okay. I know what you mean. If you want to try it, you can try it. Your Majesty has prepared a lot of clothes for me, all of which are handmade. You can take whichever one you like."

Ludovica nodded, feeling a little jealous.

Why can she find such a person who loves her so much?
She couldn't help thinking of those days when she was a princess, even when she was a princess, her father would not spoil her like this.

After all, there is not enough money in the country's treasury to make the royal family extravagant, and my father is busy with state affairs all day long, hoping to implement Polish reforms.

She lived a better life than ordinary people, but she didn't say that she was compared with other royal families in Europe. Even several big families in China, she couldn't compare with the other's direct children.

Maybe the only thing she can compare to is the princesses of those small German states, like damned Catherine.

A German-born princess became Empress of Russia, she thought, too.

In the history of the Ottoman Empire, there were not Sultanas who did not interfere with the government. Xu Leimu Sultana is, why can't she work hard in this direction.

So why?Why can she be favored by the Sudan?

Her bloodline is no nobler than her own, and she is also a princess of Poland after all. Her father, Nicholas, was just an ordinary person before he became the Patriarch.

It is impossible for her to be more knowledgeable than herself, so what about the Oxford students, not to mention music, even if it is music, she is better than the other party since she was educated by the royal family since she was a child.

Her appearance doesn't surpass her own, she just hasn't fully developed yet, given time, she might not still have this advantage.

After thinking a lot, Ludovica wanted to cry.

Why do I have to compare these things? I'm like a French woman wandering around in Paris, hoping to be favored by a certain boss.

Ludovica thanked her, bowed and turned away, with tears in her eyes, she hated her own deeds.

She envied the love between the Sultan and Her Highness Anna, she hoped, she longed for it, but she couldn't get it.

Even if she successfully commits herself to the sultan and wins the favor of the other party, she will not have any love with the sultan. From the very beginning, she came here with the idea of ​​restoring Poland.

Ludovica suppressed her tears forcibly and walked outside, but was discovered by her sister Isabella who just came in.

The girl cried out.

"Sister, why are you crying?"

Ludovica was dumbfounded at once, why is this kid still so dumb?

Anna, who was trying out other styles, heard Isabella's words, immediately asked the stylist on the side to stop working, and then asked.

"Ludovica, what's the matter with you?"

Ludovica wiped away tears, hugged Isabella beside her, covered her mouth and said.

"It's okay, Your Highness, it's just that the wind has entered the eyes, and the eyes are a little itchy."

"Wind into the eyes?"

Anna asked suspiciously.

"That's right, Your Highness, I'm taking my sister to the outside room now, so I won't bother you. Just call us if you have anything to do, and I promise to be there whenever you call."

"Okay, okay, remember to sleep for a while, you will be leaving later.

Keep your spirits up, it's still a bit embarrassing to wake up so early. "

Anna exhorted gently, he never expected that the other party's intention was to rob her of a man.

After listening to Anna's words, Ludovica couldn't help feeling a little bit, and she said one last thing.

"Okay, thank you Your Highness for your concern."

Such preparation occasions not only took place in Patriarch Nicholas' house, but also in other places in the empire.

Muslims definitely don't have so many tricks, after all, the traditional dress of Muslim women is the robe, no matter how you do it, it's just that.

It's like changing the color of the lace, oh, you can't change the color, it is usually white, and there is no room for movement and rotation at all.

The Orthodox Christians are different here. Emperor Se the Great does not intend to control the clothes of the Orthodox Christians. This group of people can wear whatever they want.

You said what to do when the big mufu asks a question, what is the matter with the Sudan, the Sudan just arranged how to manage the participation of men and women in the event.

Is what Orthodox Christians wear under the control of Se the Great?
How can you bother Sudan with this kind of shit, please, it's very busy to govern such a big country.

I didn't see Sudan getting married so late. Doesn't this reflect Sudan's diligence?

Don’t bother Emperor Sai the Great with this kind of thing, go directly to Nikolai’s non-stick pan, and keep him in charge of providing you with all the help except practical help.

While the Ottoman Empire was in a peaceful atmosphere on the eve of the wedding, the entire European continent was setting off rounds of storms, and Se the Great, who was still sleeping late, was finally awakened by this thing.

The French got angry and fucked Austria and Prussia.

(End of this chapter)